rebmasters

The Field

As we walked through the field,
I saw your eyes
at once emblazoned by the sun
& darkened by shadows
caused by objects invisible to me
flitting across
just your field of vision alone.

And, as we crossed,
forever at cross purposes,
I wondered where you were going.
We waded through long grass
like saltwater
up to our waists;
I was afraid.

Your warm hand occasionally
touched mine,
but merely due to memory
& our proximity,
not because our destination
was the same road.

At the end of the field
was a crumbling fence bathed
in
sunlight’s kiss.

As I passed this,
I looked back at you where you’d stopped
& knew that was it.

We all must choose;

someone to love,
someone to lose